Resident Evil 4: Taking Ashley | By : AngelEyes Category: +M through R > Resident Evil Views: 15449 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Ashley Graham had been captured, she wasn’t sure by whom she was captured, but with her hands and feet secured in place with rope and a blindfold over her eyes, she could assume that she wasn’t being taken to a surprise party. She listened to the noises around her; she was clearly in a van of some kind, as everything seemed to echo a bit. Ashley heard breathing but she wasn’t sure where it was coming from, as it seemed to surround her as it bounced off the walls of the vehicle. She wiggled a bit, biting back a groan of frustration as she realized that the ropes were professionally tied; these was no amateur, her captor had obviously done this before. The person in the back with her chuckled, she assumed, from watching her futilely attempt to escape from the ropes.
Ashley sucked in her breath in order to scream before she felt a hand cover her mouth. “Hush little bitch,” A rough, male voice growled in her ear. “If you behave, this little trip will go a lot more smoothly.”
Ashley spat in what she hoped was his general direction, “A bit clichéd on your part. You think the idea of you beating the shit out of me is really that scary? I’m the president’s daughter, I’ve been trained to deal with situations like this,” Ashley said, barely concealing her annoyance. It was strange to her that annoyance was the dominant emotion. She was scared, there was no doubt that, but she was mostly annoyed. She felt her captor reach out and touch her and she flinched back, “Don’t touch me, you creep! What do you fucking want from me? Money, fame, or power? It’s always one of the three!”
Her captor laughed softly before slapping her hard enough across the face to make her head bounce back against the wall of the vehicle, causing her to lose focus briefly. “I have to admit I admire your spirit, reminds me a lot of my former teammates. Thing is…most of them are dead. However you are simply a pawn, nothing more. But you’re an important pawn, one I need to get my boss everything he needs. Lord Saddler may need you alive, but I never said you would be delivered in the same way I found you.” Her captor laughed again before she heard a “swish” sound cut through the air, she cried out in pain as a sharp, burning pain traveled up her chest and she felt her top fall away. Ashley could feel warm blood slide down her stomach; the cut wasn’t deep but she definitely felt it. She instinctively tried to move her hands to cover her now bare chest, but they didn’t so much as wiggle in their rope restraints. Her captor laughed at her attempts at modesty, his eyes probably taking in her breasts. “For being the president’s daughter, you sure are quite the stereotype. Blonde hair, big tits; all you need is blue eyes and you would fit the role of the damsel in distress quite well.”
The man laughed as he said this, and despite her embarrassment at suddenly being half-naked, Ashley only grew angrier, “Fuck you, asshole. Just because I look good doesn’t mean I’m an idiot; I don’t have to use my body to get through life. Also, you knocked me out from behind, not even S.T.A.R.S members are immune to that bullshit tactic!”
The man only laughed again, “I admire the attitude more and more, but that mouth of yours is getting a bit old,” she felt a hand tangle itself in her hair and gasped in surprise, “As for you not having to use your body…I plan on changing that.”
Ashley felt him grip her hair tighter as she was pulled forward. She could feel something pressing against her lips, it took her a few seconds to figure it out, but she realized by the feel of it that it was a cock…his cock. Ashley wasn’t a virgin, but she sure as hell wasn’t going to let this sick fuck use her as a toy. She kicked and flailed against him until she felt cold steel against her throat, causing her to stop immediately and stay still with her head pressed forward and her body still to keep from accidently cutting her own throat on his knife.
“I admire your spirit as well, but fighting me only means you leave this van with a few new scars. I can’t let you die, but I sure as hell can torture you. I was a mercenary for years, I know a thousand and one ways to hurt you, so if you are as smart as you are stubborn, you will stop resisting.
Ashley gulped, debating on whether or not to keep fighting, but the second she opened her mouth to make a retort, she knew she had made a mistake. She felt his hard cock ram into her mouth and down her throat, causing her to gag as he gripped her hair. “Bite down and I will make sure you have no teeth left to bite with,” she heard him growl as he pulled out and rammed back in again. His cock was big, not cartoonishly big, but bigger than normal, maybe 8 inches, and it had a lot of girth to it. Ashley, now a mixture of terrified and stunned, didn’t even fight back. The man just kept pulling out of her mouth and pushing back in, his thrusts growing more forceful by the second. Ashley just sat back against the wall of the van, trying to ignore the tiny spark in her core as her unknown assailant dominated and used her.
The man never let up until he finished. There was no warning or sound, he just pulled out of her mouth until only the tip was in and came. She felt her mouth fill up with his cum, there was so much it started to leak out and run down her chin. When she tried to spit it out, the man gripped her jaw and forced it closed, tilting her head up so she had no way of getting rid of it. She heard him chuckle as she was forced to hold it in, refusing to swallow it. “That’s not how it works, little girl. You are either going to swallow, or I’m going to have to fuck you with your head held like this. Don’t be stupid, just swallow, princess.”
Ashley was disgusted by the thought, but her best chance of finding a way to escape would be when he was too distracted trying to have sex with her, so she swallowed it all. As soon as she did, he let her head go and stood back as she quickly tried to catch her breath. “There you go, sweetheart. Trust me, I’m not one of those guys that thinks all girls are just bimbo sluts, I know you aren’t stupid. I just want to fuck you, not hurt you. I’m simply getting paid to get you from point A to point B. I call this fringe benefits. I like fighting, but violence against a girl who is tied up and almost naked is much too easy. So don’t fight me, and it will be over quicker.”
Ashley looked up at him, cum dripping down her chin from the overflow. She tried to make her voice sound as submissive and servile as possible, “Do you really mean that, or are you just playing with my hopes? I don’t want to get hurt, so if not fighting you only means getting fucked, then I will stop.”
He gave her a smile that held no compassion, but simply acknowledged what she said. He reached down and slide the knife under her skirt, the cold steel making her shiver as he cut it off and tossed it to the side. He then returned the knife between her legs and slide it under her panties, causing her to jump a little as the knife blade slide against her clit. At another time she may have actually enjoyed this, she thought as he used to cut her white, cotton panties off, leaving her completely exposed. She quietly waited as he stared at her naked body hungrily, before he helped her stand on her feet.
Ashley was quickly turned around, much too quickly, as she had planned to unbalance him, but shoved against the wall of the van like she was, she didn’t think she could upset him. He laughed, “I’m not stupid girl, you think I buy you’re submissive act? You jumped the gun, agreed too quickly. It was a good try, but you aren’t fooling me.”
Her hope was to drop to the ground and make him fall, but he had her shoved up against the wall hard, with most of his bodyweight on her. She realized that she had made a mistake only a second before she felt him enter her, causing her body to arch. He slowly pulled out of her and slammed back in, causing her to cry out. She refused to acknowledge the stab of pleasure that shot through her as he started to fuck her. He didn’t say anything, only thrust in and out of her, grunting and occasionally giving her ass a hard smack. The stab of pleasure was quickly becoming a constant rush, her mind denying it, but her body loving the way he took her and used her. He wasn’t overly violent now, just rough and unmerciful. He was raping her, but her body was quickly succumbing to it, and in the process, her mind.
She felt a knot slowly uncoiling in her as his cock started pounding her clearly wet cunt until, like a snake striking, she let out a scream and came. She heard him chuckle behind her, but he didn’t stop, causing another orgasm to explode through her. She silently asked for mercy and his only response was a smack on the ass. She was about to ask again before he grunted and slammed his cock deep inside her. She felt his cum fill her up as the biggest orgasm yet hit her like a freight train, causing her mind to dull. She felt him pull out of her and let her go and she slid down until she was on the floor, too weak to even try to get up. “See girl, what did I say? I told you I would make sure you walked out of this mostly unharmed if you were good,” she heard him say as she felt a prick in the side of her neck and she faded into blackness.
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